- Adorable little me on Mulberry Street
- Kitchen at Willow Street house in Montoursville
- Me and Pop-Pop in the kitchen
- Commodore 64 corner
- (Missing) snapshot & memories: Thanksgiving
- Me & Cyrano
- Me in a Star Trek shirt
- All kids do these days is play video games
- Posing with a Saturn V in 1982
- The Phillies are hot, and so was I
- Relocated fire engine in Montoursville
- Family outfits of 1972
- Our little bookstore
- Well-dressed for first day of nursery school
- At the Penn State computer lab
Tuesday, June 16, 2026
Snapshot & memories:
Down the shore
Saturday, May 30, 2026
From the readers: Montoursville, Skyrim, Africa and much more
- 1967 advertisement for a flying saucer lamp in Saucer News (which contains links to all of the other UFO posts)
- Sunday evening ramblings
- Vintage, foreboding religious tract: The Mark of the Beast
Saturday, March 7, 2026
Splash pages from 1937 yearbook
Monday, March 2, 2026
1949 silhouette postcards from Ocean City, N.J.
Friday, February 20, 2026
1955 swizzle party
Sunday, February 15, 2026
My family has a coat of arms?
COAT OF ARMSThe Coat of Arms of this Chandler Family was prepared by Miss Fanny Chandler, from an original cut and obtained, from an original obtained from the Herald's College, London, by the Rev. Thomas Bradbury Chandler, D.D., of Elizabeth Town, N.J., when he was there in 1775.The crest borne on the closed helmet above the Coat of Arms is that of a Pelican in her nest, wounding her breast to feed her young with her own blood — an emblem of parental affection expressive of the family motto "AD — MORTEM FIDELIS". The mantle cut and jagged hanging from the helmet indicates the faithful service of the wearer; the gauntlet, his prowess.Heraldic colors on the shield are designated by the direction of the lines."HE BEARETH CHECKIE, ARGENT AND AZURE, ON A BEND OF THE FIRST, SA., THREE LYONS PASSANT, GULES,"BY THE NAME OF CHANDLER
So I'm guessing that my great-grandmother, Greta Miriam Chandler Adams (1894-1988), is related in some tangential way to Rev. Thomas Bradbury Chandler (1726-1790), which I could surely confirm if I took the time to sort through my grandmother Helen's genealogy papers and charts, written in her sometimes-hard-to-decipher cursive.
Corroboration concerning this coat of arms can be found, for now anyway, at this RootsWeb page. (Chandler was a moderately common surname in England, originally describing someone who made and sold candles.)
As far as the pelican feeding her young with her own blood, it's called vulning and it's a symbol with a deep religious history that I'm not nearly qualified enough to explain. Victoria Emily Jones, in a 2025 article on Art & Theology, explains how the pelican was "one of the most popular animal symbols for Christ in the Middle Ages" and that vulning has allegorical parallels to the spilling of Christ's blood on the cross giving life to his children. It's much more complicated than that, though, as Jones explains in the heavily-illustrated article.Additional information and artwork can be found at the Anglican Diocese of Canberra & Goulburn, the Center for Humans & Nature, and the Book of Traceable Heraldic Art.
(By the way, in the real world, pelicans do not actually wound themselves to feed blood to their young. They give them fish — sometimes regurgitated — and stuff.)
Sort-of related posts
Monday, February 9, 2026
Mom's 1968 letter from Hussian School of Art
Sunday, February 1, 2026
A nice gig for your mid-70s
Wednesday, January 28, 2026
My grandmother's 1981 trip to China
Tuesday, January 27, 2026
My grandmother's 1982 trip to Africa
Thursday, January 22, 2026
My grandmother's 1942 Medical Technologist card
Monday, January 19, 2026
1964 receipt for my grandmother's Olympia SM3 typewriter
Saturday, December 13, 2025
Screenshot & memories:
Turntable and Christmas tunes
- Adorable little me on Mulberry Street
- Kitchen at Willow Street house in Montoursville
- Me and Pop-Pop in the kitchen
- Commodore 64 corner
- (Missing) snapshot & memories: Thanksgiving
- Me & Cyrano
- Me in a Star Trek shirt
- All kids do these days is play video games
- Posing with a Saturn V in 1982
- The Phillies are hot, and so was I
- Relocated fire engine in Montoursville
- Family outfits of 1972
- Our little bookstore
- Well-dressed for first day of nursery school
Wednesday, August 27, 2025
From the readers: Long's Park mile marker, skeleton bookplate and more
"Suzi and the Milestone" — helping to market Stel-Mar postcards: Cory Van Brookhoven, who writes the From Brunnerville to Broad Street blog about the history of Lititz, Pennsylvania, comments: "Yes an authentic Turnpike marker that was once next to Long’s Park in Lancaster, PA. It’s been MIA for decades."
Oh wow! I used to to drive past Long's Park every day on the way to work. And I saw a performance of Twelfth Night there that used No Doubt's "Just a Girl," circa 1996. I wonder what happened to the marker. Is it in someone's basement?
Cathy's Little Free Libraries in Globe, Arizona: The Family and Friends of Cathy Sanchez-Cañez write: "Thank you so much for featuring our Little Free Libraries in your blog. Since Cathy’s passing, six years ago, we have helped circulate over 12,000 books into the region, including Teacher From Heaven. We appreciate the shoutout, and the effort to keep Cathy’s legacy alive."
You're very welcome. It's a truly wonderful set of LFLs.
Ephemera I wish I still had: Christopher (not me) writes: "Somewhere in storage, I have a self-published book by an unhinged HVAC tech from Milwaukee who claimed that Jesus Christ was part of a 'woodworking and carpentry sex cult.' I treasure it."
I couldn't find any online trace of a book that fits Christopher's description. But there is the (slightly) more mainstream 1970 book titled The Sacred Mushroom and the Cross, by John Allegro, which, according to Wikipedia, "argues that Christianity and other religions originated from ancient fertility cults involving psychoactive mushroom rituals, claiming Jesus was a mythological figure created under the influence of psychoactive substances."
That sounds exactly like the kind of book that would have been published in 1970.
RIP Art Bell, of the Kingdom of Nye: Anonymous writes: "He was the best!"
What are the odds Bell discussed The Sacred Mushroom and the Cross at some point? Or might that have been more of a Long John Nebel thing?
Box of Dennison DeLuxe Gummed Reinforcements: Anonymous writes: "I've been using an old box of De Luxe O gummed reinforcements for about 15 years to reinforce my government three-month calendar display. I believe I have enough until I retire. Just got curious and looked them up. Found your article. Thanks!"Cheerful Card Company can help you earn extra money for the holidays: Anonymous writes: "I worked summers with a group of college kids in the White Plains, N.Y., post office in 1958-60 shipping boxes of their Christmas cards all across the US. That's all we did all day long, loading boxes into dusty canvas mail sacks. By Labor Day, we were in great shape to head back to college."
Excommunicated! A family story (maybe) about Communion cups: Unknown writes: "Do records of the First Reformed Church of Easton or Dr. Kieffer still exist? If they do they should have Mr. Otto's address somewhere in them."
Great question, and that's something I should have mentioned. Yes, church records would be the very best starting place in the next stage of investigating this historical incident. And maybe there's even an official document of excommunication and/or papers regarding the Communion cup issue. And there are a lot of news articles and website that discuss Kieffer, given that he was a noteworthy author, but I'm not sure much of it would contain clues regarding this mystery. The more I've thought about this, by the way, the more I think it's most likely that the John B. Otto who was temporarily excommunicated was the 57-year-old single alderman, and not my great-great-grandfather. Which doesn't make the story any less compelling. It just means my family was not involved.
Saturday, July 26, 2025
Snapshot & memories: Well-dressed for first day of nursery school
- Adorable little me on Mulberry Street
- Kitchen at Willow Street house in Montoursville
- Me and Pop-Pop in the kitchen
- Commodore 64 corner
- (Missing) snapshot & memories: Thanksgiving
- Me & Cyrano
- Me in a Star Trek shirt
- All kids do these days is play video games
- Posing with a Saturn V in 1982
- The Phillies are hot, and so was I
- Relocated fire engine in Montoursville
- Family outfits of 1972
- Our little bookstore
Saturday, July 5, 2025
Ephemera I wish I still had
- The psychedelic posters that Mom had on her bedroom walls in Rose Valley as a young woman. I wrote in 2023 about my quest to rediscover that vibe.
- Circa 1981, my Pappy took me for a walk one afternoon and bought me a digest-size Richie Rich comic book at a corner family store. I wish I still had it.
- I also wish I still had the comic books my parents bought me during a multifamily trip to the Jersey shore in the late 1970s. I was never much of a comic book kid growing up, but I have fond memories of that trip and those comics, which included Star Wars, the Sub-Mariner and Doctor Doom.
- A "newspaper" I wrote in third grade on an 8½-by-11 sheet of paper. The lead story was Buddy the cat upsetting a tray of cooling cookies in our kitchen. Dad made photocopies of it at work, and I mailed some of them out.
- Also in third grade, I wrote a short sequel to Watership Down for an assignment in class.
- And my third-grade class group photo with Mrs. Winston, taken on a sunny day outside my Clayton, New Jersey, elementary school. (I really need to do a post on that school. I can't believe I haven't yet.)
- A short horror story I wrote while in fourth grade. I don't think it was for an assignment.
- A blue-cover notebook that I filled with the details of a D&D world I created circa 1982, complete with maps and details about the inhabitants.
- My college newspaper clippings from The Daily Collegian, most of which were sportwriting. I kept them for the longest time, in case I needed them for job applications. But eventually, along came a move or pruning — I can't even remember which one — that they didn't survive. It's not like they took up much space.
- One of those Scholastic Books or Weekly Reader order catalogs that we happily anticipated each month during elementary and middle schools.
- Monster finger puppets I made circa 1979.
- In the late 1970s in Clayton, my friend Mike and I would use color markers to draw pictures of the Phillies and list out their starting lineups.
- In the early 1980s, I had a small metal box full of Phillies newspaper clippings and other Phillies-related ephemera.
- Some of the elaborate spaceship, tank and airplane drawings I made as a kid in the early 1980s. I spent a lot of time drawing through middle school.
- Infocom game boxes and also the box for Ultima IV that had the cloth map and other trinkets inside.
- Booklets I created on my Commodore Plus/4 and printed out on its dot-matrix printer.
- Early 1980s copies of Sunday Grit featuring full coverage of the previous day's Little League World Series championship game in Williamsport.
- A cookbook that my first-grade class (Mrs. Miller) in Montoursville compiled, featuring family recipes from all of the students. Mom contributed "Mommy's Favorite Hamburger Hash," which, to the best of my recollection, was ground beef, cream of mushroom soup and chopped-up hard-boiled eggs poured over toast.
- School yearbooks! I only have my 12th-, 11th- and eighth-grade yearbooks. I wish I had others. I know I had fifth- and sixth-grade yearbooks from C.E. McCall Middle School, but can't fathom why they were tossed.
Wednesday, July 2, 2025
John Bressler Otto, plasterer
- 1837: Born in Hegins, Schuylkill County, Pennsylvania, of which his grandfather (William B. Otto, 1761-1841) was one of the early pioneers.
- 1863: Was a private in the volunteer 173rd Pennsylvania Regiment, Company F, during the Civil War. The regiment participated in the pursuit of Confederate Gen. Robert E. Lee, from July 12-24, following the Battle of Gettysburg in 1863.
- 1869: Living in Hazleton when my great-grandfather, John Algernon Otto (1869-1963), is born.
- 1887: Living and working as a plasterer in Hazleton
- Sometime in the 1890s: Family moved to Allentown
- Late 1901: Family moved to Easton, where he was buried in 1906
Thursday, June 26, 2025
Excommunicated! A family story (maybe) about Communion cups
Me: 1970-present
Dad: John Alan Otto, 1947-present
Dad's father (my Pappy): John Alexander Otto (1911-1991)
Dad's grandfather: John Algernon Otto (1869-1963)
Dad's great-grandfather: John Bressler Otto (1837-1906)
It's John Bressler Otto we're going to discuss today. He's my great-great-grandfather and Ashar's great-great-great-grandfather. He's pictured at right in a photo that was posted on Find A Grave by Jim Neely. He was married to Margaret Alice English Otto (1839-1925), and, based on what I pieced together from multiple sources, they had at least seven children, though I'm not fully confident in the accuracy of this list: Charles Percy Otto; John Algernon Otto (1869-1963); Amy E. Otto (1874-1946); Florence Emily Otto (1864-1934); Alice May Otto (1877-1902, died of consumption); Horace Otto; and William Warren Otto (1879-1922).We know that John Bressler Otto was a plasterer by trade, according to his death certificate. And we know that he was a private in the volunteer 173rd Pennsylvania Regiment, Company F, during the Civil War. The regiment participated in the pursuit of Confederate Gen. Robert E. Lee, from July 12-24, following the Battle of Gettysburg in 1863.
Many decades later, John Bressler Otto was excommunicated from his church.
Maybe!
This is where it becomes a mystery.
When I started this tangled thread of research more than a year ago, I discovered this short article about "John B. Otto" on Page 8 of the February 16, 1903, edition of the Allentown (Pennsylvania) Daily Leader.



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